Marry and fall in love with Mr. Zhou

Chapter 10 You Can Live Wherever You Want
When Zhou Hao woke up from a deep sleep, he heard Song Yanchu's voice.

"You can order takeaway by yourself. He is sick and the temperature is quite high."

"Didn't I give you a key? I might not be able to come back at night, what are you talking about..."

Song Yanchu came in to see if Zhou Hao's fever had subsided. Yu Xia called and said a few words and saw Zhou Hao's eyes move. Drink some wine and go to bed early."

Song Yanchu hung up the phone, and saw Zhou Hao's dark eyes staring at her, with two points of inquiry.

"Would you like some water?" Song Yanchu asked gently, with apologetic expression on his face, "I'm sorry to bother you with my call."

Zhou Hao fell asleep, his body was still heavy, but he was still a little more comfortable than in the morning. He sat up with support, and took the water glass she handed over.

The water temperature was just right.

"Do you have anything to do tonight?"

Song Yanchu asked him to take out the thermometer from his armpit, and she took Zhou Hao's temperature before answering the phone, but Zhou Hao didn't wake up.

"The temperature is still high. Are you hungry? I made white porridge."

Zhou Hao licked his lips, feeling weak all over. He just heard that she boiled it, so he really wanted to taste it, "Okay, you can bring me a bowl."

"Do you like it sweeter or lighter?"

"Let's lighten it up."

The man looked at Song Yanchu's back as he walked out.

Today's Song Yanchu is different from the lively and proud little girl in his memory. Now she reveals a gentle atmosphere in her gestures and gestures.

He remembered that there was an autumn outing in the class, and she had to compete to grill the skewers, but she didn't control the heat well, and they were all burnt into charcoal.Her face was also smoky, her eyes were bright, and she grabbed a bunch of meat skewers and insisted on asking her classmates to eat them, and even praised her for her cooking skills against her will.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhou Hao's pursed thin lips suddenly turned up.

Soon, Song Yanchu came back, the white porridge bowl was filled with porridge, she stared at the bowl, walked quickly, walked to the bed and quickly put the bowl down, pinching her earlobes with both hands.

"It's a bit hot, eat it cold."

Looking at her like this, Zhou Hao let out a muffled laugh, as if his throat had been pricked by a needle, and stretched out his big hand from under the quilt.

"Is it hot, let me see."

"It's okay, it's just a little hot." Song Yanchu took her hand off her earlobe without showing it to Zhou Hao, "I put half a teaspoon of sugar for you, it shouldn't be too sweet."

Zhou Hao nodded, propped himself up and sat up, leaning against the bed.

After a while, Song Yanchu touched the side of the bowl and reminded: "It's not so hot anymore."

Hearing this, Zhou Hao picked up the bowl and stirred it gently with a spoon, then took a mouthful and put it in his mouth.

The taste is the taste of ordinary white porridge.

As Song Yanchu said, the sugar was not too much.

The man couldn't help but said, "Well, it's very sweet and delicious."

Song Yanchu frowned slightly, showing doubts, "Did you put too much sugar, then I will put less next time, I remember you used to eat sugar too."

Zhou Hao met her gaze, then lowered his eyes slightly after a second, staring at the porridge, "It's just right, can I have two bowls?"

Song Yanchu was amused by him, "I cooked a big pot."

White porridge is still white porridge, what he likes is Song Yanchu.

Zhou Hao drank two bowls of porridge in a row and was sweating all over.

Seeing that he could eat, Song Yanchu was no longer worried.Seeing that he was going to get out of bed to take a shower, she took the bowl and prepared to go out first.

When she reached the door, she stopped for a while.

"My luggage is here. There are two guest rooms next to the master bedroom. Which one should I live in?"

Zhou Hao stood in front of the wardrobe, opened the door and took a set of black pajamas, and said softly, "It's up to you, you can live wherever you want."

(End of this chapter)